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brining the gods back to earth and he has the support, how are we going to defeat him?”
“Good question Nicholaus. That is where you three come in. Nicholaus, you will rule your father’s realm, Amadi you will take over Ares stewardship as the god of war and Tereus will take over for me.
"You? Why would I have to take over for you? You seem to be the only good god?” Terry said, questioning Zeus.
“I have to go because it will take us three—Hades, Ares and I—to recharge the Token. To do that, we will have to be killed in front of the Token. As our life force leaves our body, The Token will absorb it, causing it to recharge. Poseidon could be used, but he hasn’t produced an heir in over a century. Besides, if he had an heir, I would not do that to him. He has already suffered too much from my hands. Since you are related to us, you three can step in and take over our powers and maintain the balance.”
“But if all of the gods are all related somehow, couldn’t you just pass your powers onto one of them?” Amadi asked.
“I could do that. But that would concentrate too much power into one individual. They will break the Token to do what they will with the earth. The human race as you know it will become extinct, and all they will do for the rest of their existence will serve the gods. Your people deserve much more than that.”
“So how are we going get Hades and Ares to do this?” Nicolai asked.
“They will have to be forced. We may have to bring them kicking and screaming. It’s not going to be easy. That will be my job.”
“Ok. That’s a lot to put onto us, you know. Just yesterday I was living a normal life and suddenly you plucked me out of it. I don’t know if I want to do this,” Terry spoke up. “I am only 25 years old. How old are you, Nicolai? Amadi?
“I am 35, and I am in.” Nicolai accepted. “I have nothing going on in my life. In fact, I am on death row in Siberia. I really have no choice.”
“I am 50,” Amadi replied. “And I am in too. This is the war that I have been waiting my whole life for. There is no reason to pass this up.”
“Well Terry it’s all up to you.” Zeus got up and went to a bowl that sat on a table. “Come here. I want to show you what is going to happen if you don’t do this. Look into this bowl. This bowl holds the blood of the Graeae. The Graeae were three sisters that were able to tell the future. They were killed, but luckily their magic was kept safe.”
Terry looked down into the bowl and saw dark red blood with an eye sitting the middle. As he stared into the bowl, the blood started circling faster and faster. Then the eye looked directly at him and a horrifying vision hit Terry. He saw what would happen if Ares won his war.
Terry saw families being sacrificed to please Ares’ bloodlust; babies were being fed to Ares’ monsters. Then he saw Jessica. She was in a large cage that hung from the ceiling. The room was dark and in the middle held a bed. Suddenly Ares stepped into the picture and took Jessica out of the cage. He threw her on the large bed and…Terry snapped out of the vision as he couldn’t handle it anymore.
“Is this going to really happen? That wasn’t real, was it?”
“The Graeae’s powers were only able to give possibilities for the path you are currently on. But the future is an ever changing event. There are thousands of scenarios that could happen because there are millions of people who affect it. The choice, however is always yours,” Zeus said calmly.
“Fine, I am in. So how do we do this?” Terry said in an angered voice.
“We will go over the specifics later. For now, you three need to go back and prepare. Save what loved ones you can. This fight is going to erode our souls.”
Two women danced around with sword and shield, testing each other for an opening. They circled each other in a vast room. Torches were lit from above that gave the room an archaic look. Shadows flickered across the room